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Her accusations spark unwanted aches in my head.
Push me to close my eyes.
Squeeze them tight.
“Stop ignoring me!” she fiercely screeches between strikes. “Stop treating me like I’m the fucking problem!” More flinch worthy noise occurs. “Stop hiding from me before I’m no longer here to fucking hide from!”
The tiniest twitch occurs in my lips; however, I remain completely silent.
Perhaps she should go away.
Perhaps that’s what’s best.
Perhaps I’m not the man she thought I was.
Perhaps I’m not the man I thought I was.
Perhaps that’s exactly why all this shit hurts.
Because I’m exactly like the man in these boxes.
A monster.
Chapter 17
Brynley
Being shoulder checked by the door frame during my storming inside the breakroom area of The Institute instantly pulls a loud, high-pitched, screeching sound out of me.
“Rough morning?” Calen cautiously questions from the round table he’s stationed at.
“Fuck this day.”
“Ouch.”
“Fuck this day right in the ass.”
“Hm.” He pauses all fork movement. “Without or without lube?”
“Without.”
“Painful.”
“Fuck this day right in the ass without lube and may a great white feast on its dangling nut sack.”
“Flat brain coral colorful as always, Bryn.” This time he stabs a piece of melon in his mixture. “But fucking brutal.” Calen keeps his attention planted on me. “Wanna talk about it?”
“No.”
“Wanna scream about it?”
“Yes.” Another heavy huff escapes blowing a piece of damp hair away from my eyes. “But that is inappropriate conduct in the workplace.”
“Is it really any more inappropriate than you chanting at the giant otters to ‘get some’ during copulation yesterday?”
“First off, be professional.”
“I am being professional.”
